Moira: Hello, council people! Why, you ask, are we here, trembling before you? [silence] Well, I'll answer your question. I was assailed this morning.
Ronnie: Is that a fact?
Moira: Stone cold. Stevie was there. Stevie, describe the carnage.
Stevie: Um, well, there were a couple of broken eggs on Mrs. Rose's car, and one on the back windshield.
Moira: It was shattered!
Ronnie: The windshield?
Moira: The egg! That's the bestial level of attack with which we are dealing.